"That's why we need to tell everyone that we are married," Daniel said, leading Anastasia toward his office while holding her hand.
"Why?" Anastasia suddenly stopped, refusing to move forward.
Daniel turned, puzzled. "What's wrong?"
"What's that kiss for?" She narrowed her eyes, though her heart fluttered at the sight of him.
Daniel grinned, "Our secret little stamp."
He tugged her hand gently, guiding her back toward the office.
"You said you had another meeting," Anastasia said as they entered his office, her curiosity clear in her gaze.
"I do," Daniel chuckled, stopping by the couch and motioning for her to sit. "I lied, and said I needed to go to the toilet urgently."